Mr. Zhu frowned and said patiently, "I said I was selling fruit, couldn't I go to the city to buy it first and then sell it?"
These people didn't see that he was dressed like an ordinary citizen, so they didn't embarrass him too much and let him in.
The city is relatively prosperous, and the people here live a much happier life than the people on the farm.
They found an inn to stay and waited to meet Zhao Zhongru.
Wei Wu was sitting there tinkering with something, when Zhao Jin came in from the door.
Wei Wu looked at Zhao Jin and continued to do the work at hand.
Zhao Jin was not polite and poured himself tea and sipped it carefully.
In the past, Wei Wu chased Zhao Jin all over the court, but now it was finally his turn to take the initiative to find him.
Although I don’t know what happened, I still want to avenge my shame.
They sit individually in front of the case and do their own things without delaying each other.
When the servants who came to add tea and water saw this scene, they felt an indescribable strange feeling in their hearts.
In the end, Wei Wu couldn't help it anymore. He didn't know why the man in front of him had such patience. He was just willing to give up.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince usually doesn't want to talk to me. You always go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What do you want me to do when you come to my humble residence today?"
Zhao Jin has always regarded Wei Wu as a child, so it is appropriate for him to say such things about his daughter's family.
"It's true that I came to see you today for something, but seeing how serious you are in carving, I don't want to disturb you."
Wei Wu put down the wood and iron awl in his hands, held his head high and sat across from Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "I guess you have a sweetheart, otherwise you wouldn't be able to carve this sacred object."
Wei Wu looked a little unnatural, and there were blushes on both cheeks.
"You have always been serious. I just thought that you put your heart and soul into political affairs every day. I didn't expect you to know this kind of thing."
Zhao Jin smiled faintly, "I don't just know that, like you, I also carved such a sacred object for my wife."
When Wei Wu heard what he said, he didn't feel that he was so strange anymore.
"Your Zhao country is really strange. It is neither a thousand miles of money nor a farm shop to express a man's love for a woman, but to carve such a small thing. It is really interesting."
Looking at his uneducated look, Zhao Jin knew that he didn't know the origin of this sacred object.
Wei Wu keenly caught the emotion in Zhao Jin's eyes, one of helplessness and contempt.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Do you know everything about our Wei country? My father is right. You Zhao people just like to see others make fools of themselves."
Zhao Jin was not embarrassed when someone exposed him. He pointed out that Wei Wu's sacred objects had some wrong carvings, including some details.
He looked so skilled that he looked like a carving craftsman. Wei Wu actually had an idea in his heart. If the Zhao Kingdom fell that day, he could work as a carver on his own house.
Fortunately, Zhao Jin didn't know what he thought, otherwise he would have stabbed him to death with his own sword.
Suddenly, Wei Wu accidentally pricked his hand with an iron awl, and blood flowed out.
Zhao Jin called the imperial doctor, but Wei Wu continued to carve as if nothing was wrong.
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that I am a military commander. I have survived many times. This injury is nothing."
Zhao Jin's eyes were attracted to his hand. The new injuries were added to the old ones, making him look like a blacksmith.
"Where is your Wei Kingdom's golden sore medicine? Why don't you carry it with you?"
Wei Wu was surprised that he even knew the medicine for golden sores.
Zhao Jin was secretly confident, it seemed that he had won this round again.
"Of course I gave it to my sweetheart, huh, she was not well taken care of by you."
Zhao Jin was confused for a moment. According to what he said, could the girl he likes be an ordinary girl?
Is it from a common people’s home?
Looking at it like this, he didn't intend to tell himself, and even if he told himself, it wouldn't be of much use.
"I came to see you today on the order of my father."
Wei Wu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Is it possible that you want to grant me a marriage?"
Zhao Jin took a sip of tea. The tea here was actually incomparable with that in the East Palace.
When Wei Wu saw that he was silent, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
"Who is it?"
Before Zhao Jin could speak, Wei Wu shouted urgently, "Who is she?"
"Concubine Jing's daughter and Princess Jing."
Wei Wu suddenly sat there limply, and the half-carved sacred object fell down, stained with the blood on his hands.
Not long after, he struggled to stand up and walked out.
"I want to go to the emperor, don't stop me, I want to go to the emperor."
Zhao Jin said in a low voice and kindly, "The marriages of aristocratic families have always been like this. Even if you return to Wei State, will your parents be willing to let you marry the daughter of a commoner family?"
Wei Wu turned around and roared at him, "She is not a commoner, she is the seventeenth princess of your Dazhao Kingdom."
At this moment, Zhao Jin also froze on the spot.
"You have not interacted with the harem women in the past few days since you entered the palace. You were only present when Xiao Qi and He Jing quarreled."
As he said this, he suddenly thought of the night when he went out drunk from the East Palace. He originally wanted to tease him, but the stamina of this peach blossom wine was so great that he was so drunk that he fell unconscious ten steps away.
Zhao Jin grabbed his collar and asked angrily, "Is it possible that you did something that night?"
Wei Wu said in frustration, "I didn't do anything. She is as pure as an orchid in my heart. How could I bear to persecute her."
Later, Wei Wu grabbed Zhao Jin's words and said sincerely, "After all, she is the princess of your Zhao Kingdom. In fact, it doesn't matter who you marry. I want to marry Princess Yurong."
Wei Jin let him go and straightened his clothes.
"Do you know that behind Concubine Jing is the entire Dai Kingdom, and his mother's family is an important official in South Korea? What is the purpose of your coming to Zhao Kingdom? Hasn't your *** mentioned it to you at all?"
Wei Wu was unwilling to give in, "Does a mere general like me need to rely on a woman to consolidate his power? This is what those cowards did. I will reject the emperor now."
Zhao Jin pulled him back and threw him on the couch.
"Do you know how difficult Xiao Qi's situation is in the palace? You will destroy her if you do this."
How could Zhao Jin not know the pain he was feeling now? He had been through this too, but after all, a man could not be trapped by the love between his children.
Zhao Jin has known since he was a child that it has been true since ancient times that you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want to be king, you must be prepared to give up beauty.
